It Must be in the Air

Forever a Noob just posted a blog about wiping in Naxx 25. How convenient for me! He talks about certain folks that join their guild not fitting in, instead of kicking them, they just let them move on.

I need an attitude more like that.

I tend to get my panties all in a wad because I try so hard to make everyone happy and as we all know, that's freaking impossible. Someone at some point is always going to be unhappy with something. It's inevitable. I suppose I would be rich from the book I would write if I knew the secret to pleasing everyone.

A flaw I desperately need to work on.

In any case, I'm attempting to resolve our guild dilemma by way of guild meeting, as I said before. I can not express how thankful I am to myself for making me wait a couple days before holding it. I have calmed down immensely! I'm hoping all goes well when we all talk tonight. I'm going to attempt to stir up excitement again, something we've been lacking for a couple of weeks now. Dunno how well this is all going to work, but we will find out!

I have been taking a small break myself. I try to get on at least once a day and chat it up with my folks and check on things, but I've not been spending my evenings face planted in front of my laptop. Something I really needed to do. I really think the amount of time I've been spending pouring into WOW is affecting my health and my well being. When we split from Wolfden I vowed I would not turn into the leader that Fen became when the split happened. I promised myself I would be a better guild leader than that and not let us get to the point where vultures were preying on what once was a strong and proud guild. I want us to fight alongside each other and progress with the best of them out there, but I do not want us to have the rep of Dust and some of the other higher ranked guilds out there. I'm quite content to take a month to clear a wing instead of a week. And honestly? I'm thrilled beyond belief that our little group has made it as far as we have. It makes me proud.

I imagine Aht standing tall at the gates of Naxx and looking over our crew. Helm in hand and staff strapped firmly to her back she smiles slightly at the raid before her and lets out a fierce battlecry as they all join in unison. Putting on her helm she turns and they plunge into the undead wasteland that lays before them.

That's how I picture our guild. Okay, that was my little RP for the day.

Sacred Pack. May her days be long and plentiful. May she always be victorious but never lose sight of the compassion and caring that brought her into being. May she always be inviting and welcoming. May strangers feel at home in her presence and my she never turn anyone away unless they threaten the ties that hold you so strong. Long may she live.